i know it’s been a minute since something new has been published. but it’s time that we (i) inform you of some of the things that have been going on with the site.

JG* is no longer blogging with ROWC. as most of you know, this chick has a lot going on and didn’t want the stress of blogging on ALL the sites that she blogs on. definitely check her out at one of the many other blogs that she blogs for!

i was asking for guest bloggers for a reason. i too have had a new project in the works for myself. with that being said, rants of a wild child is officially coming to a close today. yes folks, today is the last post for rants. but please don’t cry!

so i know you guys are probably wondering, “dear ladebelle, why would you ever want to stop ranting?” well here’s the truth of the matter. i started rants of a wild child during a time where i didn’t feel like it was ok for me to express myself. i didn’t think that people would like me nor did i know how to express myself in ways that i was berating the world with curses. as with all things, i’ve evolved and so must my blog. since i started this blog, i’ve been through the toughest times of my life and i’m not afraid to embrace the lessons they’ve taught me. nor am i afraid of being who i am. during the time of this blog, i’ve grown in unexplainable ways and matured into a more loving woman who’s goals have expanded. now i desire to share myself.

with all that being said, i will be launching a new site tomorrow morning so stay tuned for what’s in store!

i would like to thank all my current readers for reading and supporting me through these hard times. blogging has always been my outlet and it was enhanced by my readers! please please please subscribe to my new blog (once launched) and participate there as well.

**this morning’s entry was submitted by mr. ainz neal of SH Collective (where i also blog).**

Mickey Factz “Thinking Out Loud” is on replay this morning as I make my way to work. I said I was going to throw some venom in this post. I’m not going to do that but I got some stuff on my mind. “I want the samething whatever the fame brings..” Mickey hit it on the head with that line, like I want to be the best I can. Let me introduce myself I’m Ainz Neal founder of SH Collective Creative Agency. We are just a group of brothers trying to make our dreams a reality.

Now what’s really been getting to me is how through out this process, the amount of bs i’ve come across. Some people want the world and don’t want to really put in the work for it. This kid that wants me to help him achieve something said me a couple days ago. “Yo do you know what’s my motivation?” I responded to him I don’t know what is your motivation is. He said “your suppose to be my motivation by getting me want to do this.”

Now maybe I’m wrong but I don’t think I’m suppose to be his motivation. I can encourage him show him the right and wrong way to do things. He should persue his goals for his own reasons. For the last 4 years I been chasing mines. Grinding my way every day, I keep a quote from Kevin Mchale on my desk it says “you are your biggest motivator”. So yes I don’t sleep, I’m always working, always on the go. Trying to put myself in a better position to win. People often want to say if they reach a certain level of success, then say they did it themselves. Or when they don’t complain that no one helped them that’s why they didn’t achieve.

As an example when I started to do the party scene I hated the fact of doing dress codes and lines. I saw promoters wearing whatever they want. I said you know what, I’m going to become a promoter. I started to go out every night, get cool with everyone and make a name for myself. Yea it was rough, I was spending crazy money, hurting at work during the day. But after 3 months I wasn’t doing lines, wearing whatever f#ck I want and hosting some great parties. So after 2 years of that I walked away to step my game up. Taking along with me a address book of over 2500 contacts and a even better game plan.

Yes I want to be the BEST and nothing less than that. So listen to your heart because anything is possible. Nothing is ever given its earned, surround yourself with positive people. I have friends that tell me when I’m bsing. They also encourage me when I’m doing well. Now I don’t depend on that encouragment to fuel my dreams. But I sleep on my couch most nights because I don’t want to feel comfortable. It sounds crazy I know but hey it works for me. So find whatever works for you

I can go on some more but I think I will stop here. I wish everyone the best in whatever you do. Just remember don’t talk about it be about it.

Some of you may not read JG* Runs the City and that’s quite alright. But I thought I’d share with you a post from over there. I’m fasting for 3 weeks and my fast has me practically reduced to eating Vegan. Only super vegan because I can’t have anything sweet or that includes sugar either. So I’ve been experimenting hardcore, and so far, I’m liking what I’m seeing. I’ve had a few hiccups, but overall, it’s been fun! I think there may be some major lifestyle changes on my horizon! 🙂

Yesterday some of you may have seen me tweeting about my Soy Curls. Well here’s a looksey real quick as to what I’m talking about.

Interesting right? Well, I couldn’t wait to try some things with them so last night after midnight I gave them a try. Here’s the deal with Soy Curls. They are hard, and you have to re-hydrate them. You do this by soaking them in hot water for 10 minutes. Then you season them and cook in a skillet to be whatever you want them to be. Whether it’s beef or chicken or whatever. Last night I made “Chicken” salad with a few soy curls and it was yum! I’ll post the recipe below. The guy at the vegan store really put me on to them. I told him I was big on texture which is why tofu was just out of the question for me. He pointed me right to these.

Re-hydrate the soy curls for 10 minutes in hot/warm water. Drain and season with poultry seasoning. Place in skillet for about 5 minutes along with onions. When finished, place the onions and soy curls back in a bowl, mix with Veganaise, Celery, Garlic Salt/Power and Celery Salt to taste. And you’re done!

I wish I would have taken a picture.

For dinner yesterday I had sloppy joes over rice. And I made my first green smoothie! Yum!

I did 1 banana, a cup of pineapple, 2 celery sticks, and a handful of collard greens. TASTY!!!

Let me tell y’all. Yesterday was hard. I wanted some red velvet cake, a cookie, some fried chicken, SOMETHING. I went to the Farmer’s Market to get all my veggies and fruits and I just about died. It was hard. The devil is a liar! LOL

And I worked out last night. I was really worried about that part, because I knew I was going to be hungry afterwards and I wasn’t sure how I was going to handle it. It wasn’t too bad, and I felt great! I’ll be able to handle next week’s race NO PROBLEM!

as I was driving into work today I heard the preview for some new Nicholas cage movie where his son is like “daddy am I gonna die?” and he responded “I woud never let that happen”. ideally this is sweet and all that other shit but I was like how in the hell is he gonna tell him that?!?! if God wants this little boy to die, then there’s nothing that anyone, including Nicholas cage, can do about it.
I know it’s just a movie but that got me thinking about other ways that people think they can either play or outsmart the big man/woman upstairs.

the cloak of invisibility

this doesn’t only make it’s appearance in harry potter movies. I think that we all go through this phase where we think that we are invisible from anything that can harm us. we might have unprotected sex thinking we won’t get pregnant, stds, or worse, aids/HIV. sadly statistics say that we aren’t invisible as some of our closest friends have become part of the statistic that I speak of.
if you aren’t out banging without an umbrella, then you may be trying to cheat death. this can be drinking and driving, getting into fights, using drugs, or acting in some other careless way with the life that was given to you.

don’t judge me!

this is one of my catch phrases stolen from a good friend of mine. but in all honesty, there is only one entity that is able to judge us and it certainly isn’t the person one cubbie over or who you chat with at the water cooler.
but we all do it. we sit and pass judgements (good and bad) on others and think that these judgments mean something. we “judge books by their covers”, the video girls, the person picking their nose on the train… all of them. but I think what the harder pill to swallow is when we pass ill judgments onto ourselves. our judgments don’t count so stop passing them.

my emotional conclusion

I’m not religious and I struggle to pray everyday but the God that I believe in is a loving one. with this being said, I don’t think that death is a punishment but it shouldn’t be toyed with either. I think that we need to do a better job valuing the lives that were given to us and the lives of others. we were put on earth to enrich each others lives, not to abuse or cause harm to. the faster we realize, understand, and accept this, the easier and more freeing our lives will be. oh, and God can see through the cloak of invisibility duh!

so dear readers, what are some other ways you see people playing God manifest? what are your thoughts, feelings surrounding what’s already been written? talk to me!

**admin note: for those that follow us on twitter, you know that we were asking for guest bloggers. it it with great pleasure that i introduce you to imfreddimac. we follow eachother on twitter and this is quite the funny guy! this is a 3 part post so stay tuned!!! without further adieu, here’s freddiemac!**

When ladebelle asked for guest bloggers for the site, I jumped at the chance to be able to share our (single men) point of views on certain MYTHS i’ve came across during my ummm…. well, you know.

I will try to keep this short and to the point by addressing some major myths regarding sex and relationships.

Myth #1: My man always comes back, therefore I must have that good good!!!

For one, i’ve heard numerous females dialog about having that “good good.” If you don’t know what that means, youtube Ashanti’s last single.

This disturbs me for 2 reasons.

For one, most females claim this based off information from the guy(s) they hav slept with. We ALWAYS SAY YOU HAVE THAT GOOD GOOD/WET WET, even if it wasn’t that at all. Why? That answer doesn’t guarantee us another shot but it doesn’t HURT our chances either. The odds are in our favor.

The second reason I tend to hear is that “I must have some GOOD if he’s coming back!” The reason we come back is because its a GUARANTEE. Don’t get me wrong, their are some who have that COME BACK FA SHO, but then again their are some who aren’t working with anything under the sheets, who still have guys coming back.

I’ve always wondered what this meant. I mean in my mind good girls are the ones that well… do good. Bad girls, are the ones who don’t. One is a pillar in society, the other is in jail. However, like anything else things aren’t always what they seem. According to a random poll that I took with complete and total biases, no proper sample, and no kind of professionalism, I came to the conclusion that there are hardly any good girls left in the world. Here is what my research turned up for me.

Good Girls:

Virgins

Naive

Somewhat Nerdy

Very Sweet & Kind

Tend to be under-developed (What!)

Wears clothes that fit her

Eat healthy (again… What!?)

Bad Girls:

Not virgins

Have tattoos/piercings

Are very sweet & kind as well

Despite the above statement they are fond of trickery and using their feminine wiles

Probably smokes cigarettes

Over-developed

Shops at Wet Seal, Rave, and Man Alive

Also shops at only high-end stores because she’s got some simp paying for it

Dances provocatively

Smart, but also not smart.

This list seriously goes on and on

So pardon me for thinking WTHeck. How do you figure? These are seriously some responses I received in my random polling of people who clearly should not be allowed to speak in public. Judging by this criteria I am a pretty much just a girl. Not good or bad. It got worse but I thought I would spare the readers. Why is it that Good Girls have to be nuns and Bad Girls equal the devil. What does this differentiation even necessary? A good girl is under-developed!? Please tell me how she is able to really help that. If she has a child (which if she’s not married, automatically makes her a Bad Girl) and grows a body all of a sudden, is she then a Bad Girl? I’m so confused. Please help me people. All jokes aside, when Rihianna was the “Good Girl Gone Bad” what exactly did that mean? Was it like “Genie In a Bottle” Christina Aguilera to “Dirty” Christina? And even in that case, Christina became a “Bad Girl” when out of her little group of Pop Starlets she seems to be the one faring the best and doing things right in life. Interesting.

What are you definitions of a Good Girl vs a Bad Girl. Can you tell me the point of even defining this? Are you a good girl or are you a bad girl? Menfolk, which do you prefer?